(1) Mrs. Nakamura
“Have you thought about it?”
“Yes, I would trade 20 years of my life for your magical powers and never regret it.”
“Chichina Fakot, the Supreme Mother of the Demon Breeders, Chichi, Chichi, Chichi, with your supreme magical splendor, bestow upon the humble magical power of… Chichina Fakot… with…”
I slowly opened my eyes, at this moment I was lying on the bed intact. Looking at my watch, it was 5:30 in the morning, and there were still 2 hours before I had to go to school.
I slowly walked out of the door, my mind was in chaos, I just felt all the thoughts were filling my head, I couldn’t control myself, and I couldn’t recall what had happened last night.
“Ah! Good morning, Taro.”
I looked back and it was Mrs. Nakamura from next door. I gave a grudging hello and tried to get on my way to school right away, but Mrs. Nakamura quickly ran up to me and handed me a book of information in front of my eyes.
“Heh, sorry to delay you for 10 minutes, since your parents are out of the country, here’s a signed copy of the community’s cosigning to build a shrine, so why don’t you go ahead and sign for me?”
I took Mrs. Nakamura’s pen with my head bowed, and the moment I touched her hand, a starlight flashed through my mind, and I could clearly tell what Mrs. Nakamura was thinking.
“Heh… This kid is so strong! Alas… if that bastard at home were like him… I wonder if he has a girlfriend… Alas… I have to hurry… there are still more than 50 people left to sign up…”
I was flabbergasted, staring straight at Mrs. Nakamura…
At this moment, right after my thoughts came into contact with Mrs. Nakamura’s eyes, they unexpectedly stretched out infinitely, and an unknown power within my body extended directly into Mrs. Nakamura’s body. This power told me that I had completely occupied Mrs. Nakamura’s body.
‘How is it possible? Is it…’ A whole bunch of thoughts echoed in my mind like the speed of light, and nameless evil thoughts inexplicably kept flashing through my mind.
I swallowed hard and tried to say, “Well, Mrs. Nakamura, why don’t you go home and take a rest first, you look very tired…”
Mrs. Nakamura gave me a confused look, not knowing what to think nodded and followed me into the house.
I tried again, “Mrs. Nakamura, my parents aren’t here and the house is a mess, can you help me clean up first? Also, it’s too hot, would you like to take off your clothes first, it’s more comfortable?”
My heart pounded violently, accompanied by my eyes as I watched Mrs. Nakamura do as I said, one by one.
With a pleasant expression, she removed her work bib, then her short-sleeved blouse, her skirt… When she reached her hands behind her back and made a gesture to take off that white bra, my mood jumped.
It wasn’t until Nakamura, completely naked, picked up the vacuum cleaner and bent her back to me to concentrate on vacuuming the floor that I woke up from her thick black pussy, which was fluttering open and closed from vacuuming the floor.
‘So… I can really control others through my thoughts.’
I took a closer look at Mrs. Nakamura: at 33 years old, she was a bit plump, but her 35-inch breasts were not flabby at all. Mr. Nakamura had left her alone to work in Africa, so I wondered how Mrs. Nakamura was able to enjoy herself alone at night.
Very quickly, Mrs. Nakamura organized the house in order, and because of her work, she was slightly sweaty, especially her thick lower body, which was even more moist.
At this moment, my crotch had already tightened up, so I hurriedly used my thoughts to run into Mrs. Nakamura’s body again: “Yes, Mrs. Nakamura, thank you! Thank you so much. But why is your bottom so wet? Oh… you must be very excited, otherwise even your nipples would be hard! In that case, why don’t you sit on the floor and open your feet so I can wipe them for you? Well… that’s it… you should open your pussy lips with your hands and let me see if they’re wet too! Yes… that’s it… oh… it’s so dark! Do you play with yourself every day? Why else would your pussy lips look like a ripe loofah? I…”
Mrs. Nakamura did what I said one by one. At this moment, she was spreading her legs wide, her buttocks raised high, her right middle and forefinger spreading her already very wet pussy lips, letting me directly see the reddish fine flesh in her slit, probably unable to stand the sexual excitement, the folds of her pussy reasoning were shrinking one by one.
“Mrs. Nakamura, how can you do that? I’m grateful to you for coming to my house by yourself and helping me organize it, but why did you strip naked and spread your pussy wide open, unashamedly showing it to a strange boy? And why do you keep using your middle finger to go deep into your pussy?”
“Uh-huh… ah… ah… don’t say that… I… ah… I’m not… no ah…”
Mrs. Nakamura’s entire body was approaching a state of hysterical trance because of the thoughts of shame I kept instilling in her and the way I kept encouraging her to obliviously present her private parts to me.
“Mrs. Nakamura, are you going to show off your sucking skills for Mr. Nakamura to lick my cock too? Of course, you’ll have to ask for my permission first!”
Mrs. Nakamura’s whole body shook for a moment and looked towards my crotch in a very sorrowful manner, so I hurriedly reinforced my thoughts and fed them straight into Mrs. Nakamura’s mind. It wasn’t long before Mrs. Nakamura crawled towards me, following the thoughts I had instilled in her.
“Uh… Taro… I… I… I beg… I beg you to let me…”
“Make you what? Mrs. Nakamura.” I said while reinforcing the feeling of a woman’s reserve and shame to Nakamura.
On the one hand it gave her the desire to be comforted by a man-root that her body was already too sad to handle and needed one to soothe her.
“Oh… no… I… ah… I’ve… oh… you… I’m begging you… please let me lick your rod… oh… no… please don’t tell anyone else… I’m begging you… I’m begging you… I’m begging you… Taro… please let me lick the B.E.D. Please…”
Before Mrs. Nakamura finished speaking, she couldn’t wait to pull the zipper of my pants open and voluntarily took the entire thick rod that jumped out into her mouth.
“Oh… Nakamura…” I moaned in pleasure. The oral skills of a mature woman are indeed extraordinary. Whether it’s licking, blowing, sucking, or wriggling her tongue back and forth on her testicles, it shows the eager side of Nakamura’s mature body.
“mmm… mmm… ah… tsk… tsk… tsk… tsk… tsk… tsk… ah… ah… ah…”
Mrs. Nakamura has been sucking on my manhood for 20 minutes now, during which time I tried my best to intensify the heat of desire in her body, causing her to not only suck me even harder, but her thick private parts were even more flooded with lustful water, flowing from the roots of her feet and thighs straight down to the entire floor in a puddle full of water. Of course, I was not going to let her go so easily, I still had a lot of experimentation to get from her.
“Mrs. Nakamura, oh… you’re so good at sucking the rod, hmm… do you want to go home and take a shower first? Of course, I’m sure you’d like to insert my rod into your private parts, wouldn’t you? But shouldn’t you freshen up first, put on your sexiest clothes and bring the tools that you usually use at night when you’re lonely to take care of yourself to my house? Look at you… you’re dripping so much, you must want to teach me how a lonely woman satisfies herself in front of me, isn’t it your responsibility as an elder to educate the next generation? Mrs. Nakamura…”
Mrs. Nakamura pulled my manhood out of her mouth with great difficulty and reluctance, and nodded to me tremblingly, her whole cheeks suddenly red, not caring that that private part was already flooded, and hurriedly put all her clothes back on, and ran quickly on her way home.
When Mrs. Nakamura appeared in front of me in a low-cut one-piece mini dress and black mesh stockings, even I was shocked, I didn’t expect that the 33-year-old Mrs. Nakamura, after some dressing up, would be so young as if she was only about 25 years old, and even more shocking, when Mrs. Nakamura pulled out a double-ended artificial dildo from the handbag she brought with her, I realized that this was Mrs. Nakamura’s usual substitute for self-pleasure and satisfaction. I realized that it was a substitute for Mrs. Nakamura’s usual self-gratification.
Mrs. Nakamura, following the melody of the music playing on the radio, and in accordance with the ecstatic thoughts instilled in my mind, was beautifully dancing the striptease moves that I remembered. She started by swinging her body, swaying her 36-inch fat breasts from side to side, and because she wasn’t wearing a bra, her fat breasts were fluctuating like waves.
Then Nakamura will be short skirt to me lifted, the same is not wearing panties in the private part has long been a piece of naked, shaved off pubic hair after the Nakamura private parts, appear particularly fat outer labia pink and bright red, by the Nakamura efforts to keep contracting the anus, that the fat labia like a very shell like an open and close, and then shake the buttocks, with the upper body shaking, the cherry mouth of the fanny obscene sound.
“Uh… oh… oh… oh… I… I can’t… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… oh… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah… ah…”
“Mrs. Nakamura, you can’t do this, it’s sad, isn’t it? Didn’t you bring a masturbation device?
Uh… yes… insert her! Mmm… slowly… oh… I didn’t realize that Mrs. Nakamura was such a virtuous woman… that your pussy could swallow such a huge prick!”
“┅┅┅┅ puh… puh… ┅┅┅┅ohh… ohh… ahohh…”
Mrs. Nakamura’s high-pitched cries of lust, accompanied by the “plopping” sound of the double-ended artificial dildo deep in her pussy, filled the entire living room, and from her incessant cries of lust, I knew that she had already ejaculated eight times in a row.
I then extended my thoughts to Mrs. Nakamura’s body, who immediately crawled towards my seat like a bitch, and she had already inserted the double-headed prick deep into the folds of her asshole, causing Mrs. Nakamura’s hips to shake and wiggle as she crawled towards me, turning the double-headed prick into Nakamura’s appendage tail.
“Mmm… You’ve been sucking and licking me for a long time now, Mrs. Nakamura, and you must really want to swallow my prick whole, don’t you? Well… if that’s the case, you should have asked me politely! You’re always polite, aren’t you? Mrs. Nakamura.”
“I… I… I, Nakamura, am begging… please… insert… your strong cock… hard… hard… into… my… my Nakamura’s lustful… pussy… ohh… Taro ohh… please don’t… treat me like this… please… please hurry up… faster… and fuck me quickly… and fuck my lustful Nakamura to death… Taro Aah! … ooh… Fuck me faster…”
Mrs. Nakamura is approaching a state of insanity at this point, I think I should relax my lustful thoughts of controlling her a little, otherwise I don’t know where Mrs. Nakamura’s limits are? Anyway, there’s plenty of time for that later, so let’s try it slowly!
I instructed Nakamura to open her thighs as wide as possible, and then aimed my manhood at Nakamura’s plump private parts, and with a “pfft” sound, because Mrs. Nakamura’s pussy had already been wet, my manhood entered the depths of Nakamura’s pussy without any problem.
Nakamura kept wiggling her buttocks, and because of the dildo inserted in her anus, when I inserted my penis into her pussy, there was a feeling of tightness and pressure from a foreign object, a feeling that sent my sympathetic nerves into an unprecedented state of arousal. As Nakamura swayed, I sensed that Nakamura’s mind was no longer filled with the reserve and humanity of a woman, but rather with the animalistic desire of a beast seeking to mate…
“Oh… Mrs. Nakamura… I didn’t expect your fat pussy to be so tight… It’s because Mr. Nakamura is not in the country, isn’t it?… He hasn’t been able to develop it every day… Oh… Yes… Mrs. Nakamura… Move your hips a little wider… Mmm… Oh, oh, oh… It’s so tight… Nakamura… From now on, if you want to get fucked… you come to me… “
“Oh… Taro… Fuck me harder… Fuck me… Fuck me to death… Oh… I’m so happy… I’m so happy… I’m… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to… I’m going to…”
I kept thrusting and thrusting, one moment in my pussy, the next in my asshole, until Nakamura was already unconscious and foaming at the mouth, then I ruthlessly shot my semen into Mrs. Nakamura’s mouth.
I lay tiredly on the living room sofa, looking at Mrs. Nakamura, who was still highly sexually aroused, with her smooth pussy still twitching from time to time, bouncing and throbbing, infinitely bouncing and stretching in time with my thoughts, my evil thoughts… Who should I target next?
Understudy in 20001018
(End of Mrs. Nakamura, to be continued)